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Epilogue / Chapter 22

Anni Redfield
June 22nd, 2005.
Jessica had disappeared after the mission in the Western Slav Republic. We were left with more questions about the new virus the combination of Abyss and the Plaga left more of a threat to the world. a virus that can be spread by sea and controlled by one person; but thanks to Rebecca Chambers, the head of the BSAA's Medical Branch, we've developed a vaccine and sterilized most of the Western Slav Republic towns that were effected by the Abyss Plaga. Planes were authorized by the United Nations and the effected countries to fly over the areas to sterilize them. With the whole Western Slav Republic's status, the BSAA received a lot of publicity and trust of the people.

Quint and Parker and Kirk Mathinson were found by Echo Team under some rumble of what was known as the Westin Hotel. Quint still refuses a promotion. I offered him my old job, but Parker respectfully took my place. He is now the official Supervisor aka Captain of all newcomers. Chris and Jill still have been looking up intel about and Albert Wesker due to the worry of my resurrection; fearing Albert would come for me and the last comment from Jessica, it brought the BSAA on a stronger search for more leads. After Jessica's short outburst about me, Quint's major skill, he was able to find out that my mother was secretly working for Umbrella and was planning to have a baby to be a test subject, but suddenly died in a car crash. However when she was alive in case of anything happening to her, she donated her eggs to Project W. Chris checked our parents bank account records. Umbrella contributions were found and signed by Oswell E. Spencer himself, thanking our mother for her assistance. Chris and I were never more disappointed in our parent. Chris said she could have done it in order to keep the Redfield home during hard times, but I took it more personally. My own mother, never truly wanted me nor cared for me.

The test results that came back from Rebecca came back negative. I am officially Anna-Margaret Wesker. After Chris and Jill went to Barry and told him the news that I'm Albert's daughter, Barry practically fell out of his chair. (From what Chris had told me.) Barry decided it would be best to seal that information away with my permeant record. With all that wrapped up in a box, I can legally go by Anna-Margaret Redfield, without worry of anyone finding out my true identity.
Quint has been doing more research, searching for Jessica and or any intel about Albert Wesker, Jill and Chris had an idea from a reliable source. (Rebecca's friend who was an ex-marine.) They were going to track Umbrella's co-founder Oswell E. Spencer to see if they could find any leads. Quint said if he can gather enough information they could go to his location within a couple months.

Barry interviewed Joshua shortly after he left the BSAA Medical Facility. Joshua told his whole story, how he was involved due to personal matters. Barry would not tell anyone anything about Joshua. Out of fear of another conspiracy, we ran a background check on Joshua Doolittle. His background check revealed he was twenty and he was from London, England. He had a record of arrests in England. He was arrested for trespassing on Wilpharama properties. He was well known musician in the subways around London. Joshua had always pursued his music career and finally told his family he was going to follow his dream. He took off with a band and traveled across Europe. His band members had reported him missing after a party along the coast of Italy. Joshua's family had been searching for him ever since.
As for me, I chose to still fight alongside the BSAA. As I sat with the graduating class of 2005, I smiled at the thought of going into a career I love without having to waste my time in college and as I stood up on stage and shook my principal's firm handshake accepting my high school diploma. As I looked out in the audience to my brother and sister. Claire and Chris both stood proudly with noise makers, clapping and shouting. Jill and Barry had came too, as the only other people who were like family to me. I smiled feeling their love and appreciation.
I never would have thought my life would have turned out like this, although I never expected to be in a situation like this...

BSAA HQ. Cafeteria.
"Surprise!" Shouted the large group of BSAA co-workers, friends of Chris and Claire and my few friends.
I screamed then stood shocked, dumbfounded. The BSAA's cafeteria was decorated in my a school colors, white and purple. The school mascot, a symbol of a bomb; (we were the Bombers) was on both ends of the large room. The table cloths were white and purple, streamers and balloons of those colors flooded the ceiling and floor and a DJ booth was in the middle back wall, centered around all the tables. Judging by how packed the room was, both floors flooded with operatives and agents, given the day off by Barry to celebrate my graduation. I was so flattered, I started crying like a baby. My brother hugged me as I cried happily.
"We wanted to give you a special day! So Claire and I- mostly Claire, planned this for you." Chris yelled as the music started to play again.
"Oh! Congrats, kiddo!" Claire said, hugging me excitedly.
"Thank you guys so much!" I smiled.
"If you think this was awesome, just wait till your eighteenth birthday!" Claire laughed. Chris' eyes widened and shook his head no to Claire. Claire was planning on taking me to a strip club. I giggled.
Everyone cheered and made noises, along with noise makers and clapped. People began to dance and eat as I went around the to everyone in the cafeteria to hug each and everyone to say thanks for coming to celebrate my graduation party with me. I noticed Piers was there along with his younger brother Riley, a junior/senior, who graduated early like me and now former classmate of mine.
"Hey!" I shouted, I practically jumped onto Piers hugging him. He hugged me back. "I had no idea, you two were related! Until Piers told me after I met you."
Piers smiled and wrapped his arm around his younger brother's neck. "Yeah. I'm related to this squirt." He messed up Riley's hair. He looked a lot like Piers, only a little more scrawny, less crew cut and well, short. Riley had the same eye color as his brother and the same chocolate brown hair, only Riley's was more of a mohawk then his brothers. His facial structure was very much like his brothers, from afar, they both looked like brothers. Hell even twins, if you did not know them.
"Cut it out, bro!" Riley proclaimed out of discontent.
I laughed and pushed Piers then hugged Riley, who hugged me back. "Congrats, Anni. Are you planning to go to college?" Riley asked.
"Nope." I smiled. "I'm staying here."
Riley's eyes widened. Piers smiled, made a fist and Riley wrapped hand around it and pulled it towards himself, muttering. "Yes!" Riley looked towards Piers. Piers recomposed himself and proceeded to place his hands in his pockets. "What?" He questioned.

"We had a bet on if you would stay or not." Piers smiled.

"That's just wrong!" I said.

"Well, I'm planning to join the marines." Riley stated.

"I heard. Your brother told me almost everyone in your family decides to join the army at some point." I smiled.
"Yeah." He blushed, flexing his arm backward and scratching the back of his head. He began to speak. "I was thinking, maybe you and I could possibly-""Hey Riley!" Joshua Doolittle screams across the room.

What the heck is he doing here? I thought.

"Oh. I'll be right back." Riley stated, running to Joshua.
Joshua and his family reserved a table for themselves. From the distance, I could see his whole family. There was his father, Daniel Doolittle, who had short brown hair and a large mustache. Daniel stood next to his wife chatting. Janet Doolittle, Joshua's mother, who hair long light brown hair. To her left respectifully, Jennifer Doolittle, one of his twin siblings a younger sister, with long brown hair then, Colon Doolittle, the other twin, Joshua's younger brother, who had short blonde hair. Then the youngest, a toddler, Joanna Doolittle, who rested in her mother's arms. Joanna's bright red hair could be seen from across the room. Suddenly, an elderly woman made her way over to the group to join the conversation, my guess was that it was Joshua's grandmother, Elaine.
As Riley left me alone with Piers, I pulled Piers by his elbow. Ow. What the heck. He thought.
"What is he doing here?" I asked.
"Your sister invited them. I thought you two were cool?" He said.
"I am not cool at all with him! I haven't talked to him since I took a chunk out of his side. I've been avoiding him!" I whispered.
As if Joshua could hear me across the room, he looked at me and smiled. I smiled back politely and waved. He waved back and looked to his grandmother again.

"How does he even know Riley?" I asked.

"They both volunteer at the YMCA of Manhattan. Just go over and say hi. Maybe he wants to thank you for saving his life. You're acting like you stole his mini van." Piers muttered in my ear.
"I don't want a thank you. I'm no hero." I muttered to him. Joshua began to make his way over to me. "Oh god. He's coming over here! Save me!" I begged Piers.
"Sorry. I'm no hero." He smirked, playfully and walked away to go chat with some of my guests. I growled between my teeth as he walked passed Joshua they both looked the opposite directions.
Before Joshua could say anything, I shouted to Piers. "Hey Piers! Save me a dance!" I half-joked.
"Sure!" He shouted back, giving a toothy grin.
I looked to Joshua. He pulled on the collar of his shirt. "I... Uh." He began and rubbed the back of his head.
"Why are you here?" I asked, folding my arm left arm and leaned into his body.
"I wanted to thank you and celebrate your graduation." He stated, trying stepping back but I held his shirt firmly.
I was silent and could seriously not look him in the face.
"Thank you." He smiled with his big green eyes that begged for me to look back at him.
"Don't thank me. I'm a freak like you. Remember?" I stated, looking at my nails on the opposite hand that held him, trying to keep my cool. I still remembered that dream, epiphany, or whatever happened a month ago. I looked up to Joshua, he was shocked for a moment by my words. But, I knew, he knew exactly what I was referring to. He tried to speak but my voice overpowered.
"Now let's just get this straight. I didn't save you because it was the right thing to do. I don't even know what happened back or that island nor that helicopter pad. But I'm telling you this right now, I don't trust you or like you. If you are lying to me, about protecting me from Albert Wesker or are a double agent in anyway shape or form. But what I do know is I won't think twice about killing you." I spat.
Joshua looked at me in a half innocent face. He was shocked.
"Fine. I won't even mention anything about what happened." He stated. Finally, I let him go. He scratched his head again and put his hands in his pockets. "My family wishes you well. Fortunately for you, my family is leaving soon. No need to worry. I live near you now, I think. Just so you know. But, you need to be safe and careful. People are looking for you, Jessica told me.."
I looked at Joshua, I almost wanted to believe him, but since I could not read his mind, I grew tired of this game. I did not want to think about Albert or any Umbrella revivalists. I just wanted a normal life, even if it was just for a day. I was certain something big was coming. Something I know I will not be prepared for.. But what?
"Joshua!" A voice called. It was Claire, calling out random people to dance with her. Joshua rolled his eyes.
Claire already had a crowd of agents and friends dancing with her. Awkwardly, people began to drink. It was only eight thirty. I frowned. Claire was on her second drink and was already loose. Chris sat with Jill at the bar, set up in the left corner, drinking a summer's ale. My frown deepened. Joshua then left me to join Claire out on the dance floor.
I laughed to myself as most of the operatives and agents enjoyed themselves, drinking, dancing and talking. It was an ignorantly blissful moment. The BSAA operatives, agents, friends, myself and Claire all happy and joyful. I would give anything to live in a moment like this forever. But the last thing that Joshua said... it just left a bitter taste in my mouth. I felt a horrible fate coming for us, to steal this happiness. I wanted to start barricading the doors and windows and creating a bubble to capture and keep this safe feeling, that in which I, would call home. After a short couple of after thoughts, I decided to place the negativity aside to dance and kickback with everyone in the celebration.

We all danced around like middle schoolers, maybe even younger children, we looked like an explosion of body parts. For fun, I suggest to play some Blood On the Dance Floor and then some A Day To Remember from the DJ. Many of my rookies that I taught, Chris, Claire and a few others came out on the dance floor to thrash in the moshpit we created. Luckily, no one was hurt but damn my guests and even Barry were a little scared and even awkward out by the sudden change of events. The DJ played great music as we danced the night away. I don't even remember eating since I danced with almost everyone. I know, I danced with Parker and Quint. I also danced with Barry, his wife and two daughters, which was pretty comical because I pretend to slap Barry's butt while dancing to Smack That. Chris, when we started to mosh and Claire, most of the time when the DJ blasted house music. I think I was only dancing with her in case she fell or her clothing became defective because of her boobs bouncing all over the place and I was not having that at my party.
Then the DJ could not have made a poorer choice. The DJ cut the music suddenly and stated. "Alright ya'll it's almost midnight! The party is almost over but we are gonna slow things down for a couples song!" He then proceed to blast a corny love song.
"I don't have a boyfriend!" I shouted at the top of my lungs to the DJ after he spoke. I angrily gestured and walked back to my seat and planned on to refused anyone who made me dance to a god-forsaken slow dance. Unfortunately, someone still owed me a dance.
As the song began the dance floor cleared except a few people. Parker and Jill jokingly dancing together. While Claire and Chris held hands tightly and spun in circles. Hell many agents who were too drunk to care grabbed each other and danced with each other. I think what cracked me up was when Quint grabbed Marco and held him close. Marco proceeded to shout. "What the hell, man!?" He then hugged Quint back and muttered. "Fuck it."
I laughed as I enjoyed watching my guests come out two by two, dancing for fun, to show affection or they were just plain drunk. Until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked to see Piers smiling. I could have sworn he was drunk. As I read his mind he definitely was.
"I still owe you that dance, right?" He smiled, slurring slightly.
"I was only kidding. I didn't think you took me serious." I laughed.
"Well, I could dance with you now or twice." He smiled, taking my hand and leading me outward to the dance floor. I almost wanted to be dragged, I felt my face getting hot, my peachy skin turning crimson. I kept my cool and floored him out to the center of the dance floor. He grabbed my waist and my left hand then pulled me close.

Oh my god, Piers smells so amazing.

"Congrats, by the way. Sorry about my brother." He joked. He began to sway me side to side.
"Oh no. He's fine. You two are so cute." I laughed. He smiled.
"Like how you are with your siblings." He remarked. Piers and I turned to look at Claire and Chris, both dancing and having fun.
"Thank you, Piers." I said.
"No problem. I'm glad you are safe. I just wish that Josh kid didn't have to suffer."
"Yeah. Me too." I muttered. "But, I saved him." I frowned a bit.
"Why would that make you sad?"
"Because, I'm a freak." I half-shouted. He cringed a bit.
"I don't think you are a freak, Anni." He stated, pulling me a little more closer.
Oh god. This is getting dangerous.
"I think you are, smart, talented, gifted and an amazing person, Anni." He said placing his forehead on mine.
"Whatever you did back there." Piers began, his breath was hitting my face. His breath made my skin return to crimson. It was intoxicating, I did not want him to stop talking. "It made you a hero."
I breathed softly. I was so nervous, for nothing maybe he was trying to keep things professional. My stomach had knots, cartwheels and even butterflies. The proximity was getting dangerous between our faces, any closer and Chris would have a shit fit. I didn't care. The music still played, blasted in our ears. I could not think of anything to say. All I could do was stare at Piers' green eyes. He looked so adorable in his deceased father's green scarf, blue t-shirt and grey pants. I felt like sweat was compressing between our foreheads.
What the heck is wrong with me? How did I get here? I wondered. Did I really want something like this? Where was I? Why can't I speak?
I finally found the words to speak. "You may not see a freak. You call me a hero.. But, I still don't see a hero and until I stop seeing myself as a freak, I'll take your word for it." I stated.
Piers smiled into my blue eyes. "Anni? I know this is way to forward of me but, do you want to hang out sometime, not just getting lunch or here at work?"
"Piers, you do realize I am considered a minor right?" I asked, forgetting I am seventeen, at least until September.
He leaned his forehead away. "Shit."
I laughed, loudly. "I thought you were trying to get me with your brother by introducing us."

"You got me, Anni."

The slow dance finally stopped and the DJ decided to blast more music to actually jump around to. Piers immediately spun me and dipped me as the dance crowd filled with people.
"Too bad. I was really looking forward to myself as dinner." He joked.

Chris Redfield. August 2005.
"We have received word that Oswell E. Spencer, the founder of Umbrella, has been located. We found him in the town of Augsburg in Germany. His home is just outside the town on a mountain side." Barry said.
"Maybe he can lead us to finding Wesker." I said..
I cringed at the saying of the guy's last name. I hated him for what he has done to the STARS Unit, Jill and myself. But somehow, I think Wesker may have some sort of an answer about Anni and how she is entangled in all of this.
"Is Mr. Spencer aware we are coming for him?" Jill questioned.
"No. We are still trying to find maps and safe routes for you two to take on the inside and out. You two will be sent out to go find out where those ex-Umbrella workers are. Hell, we could kill two birds with one stone, if we can find information on Albert Wesker and or Anni." Barry said, looking down towards the documents on the table.
"When do we leave?" I asked.
"Tomorrow."

Author's Notes: Wow! What is this everyone flirt with Anni day? Haha! Yes. Well that's a wrap for this story everyone! Still left with some unresolved issues! Love triangles!? Who is this Joshua kid? Albert Wesker makes his appearance? Jessica returns? What about Chris and Jill!? It ends just before the events of Lost In Nightmares!
I hope you enjoyed my connects with the Resident Evil series with my fan fiction and Original Characters! I may add another chapter for FAQ for anyone who had questions, suggestions or concerns, you can private message me on FanFiction. Negative and Positive Feedback is Welcomed and Appericated. Also in conclusion, I plan to begin my sequel of The 3rd Redfield Chronicles: Midnight within the next couple of days or weeks, maybe. I still have to develop an idea for the book. Because as you may or may not know, I rewrote this from a really bad fiction I had written years ago! The story was never meant to have this outcome or events, that's why a sequel may take a while due to writers block, laziness and the struggle of a senior in high school, who wants to do good as an art student in college. But never fear! I will make this work and I will finish this little series and possibly post this as a fan anime on YouTube. Until then, Peaces and Afro-Greases to my fans of this fan fiction and I hope you enjoyed this wonderful story! This is The 3rd Redfield: Rise of the Dawn! R&R!